Deities: Starting From Goblins - Chapter 62 - 52: Abandon the flashy, all we need is the ultimate simplicity and brutality! (2 in 1) _2

In the beginning, when they all thought that she was “he”….

ML #1: We will be brothers for life!

ML #2: This time I’ll reluctantly let you have the #1 seat.

ML #3: I will properly repay royal teacher!

ML #4: Ah Rong is my closest little brother, I trust him.

Afterwards…

MLs: I’m seriously such a fool.

MLs: What do I do, I think I’m gay. I fell in love with my bro/rival/teacher….

Afterwards….

MLs: I’m straight! As straight as steel!

Note:
MC is a girl crossdressing as a boy, she knows how to fight, and naturally possess the gold finger halo from the author.

All the ML(s) is the same person, 1v1, sc, HE

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In the waves of steam and machinery, who could achieve extraordinary? In the fogs of history and darkness, who was whispering? I woke up from the realm of mysteries and opened my eyes to the world.

A war goddess was reborn and obtained a Mutual Separation agreement.

She only wanted to remove her armor, return to the countryside, and marry an honest man.

Perhaps she would have three children, and they could live quiet lives farming and weaving.

By chance, she joined a refugee group and met a man who was adept in both the pen and the sword.

She ventured with the refugee group since spring until winter.

The man was very protective of her, and she figured it would be nice to marry him. He had strong arms, so he could surely plow large fields.

They could raise their children together and live happy lives.

However, who knew that the man was actually a dragon?!

Oh well, one must be content with the partner they had chosen, so she shall soar with the dragon!

The war goddess donned her armor once more and dominated the battlefield with her man! The emperor’s walls, countless soldiers, and vicious schemes.

She feared nothing as long as she stood beside her husband.

Just like that, they accidentally charged into the palace with their army.

Sigh, she had only wanted to bear three kids and live peacefully.

The man pressed her against the wall and asked in a low voice, “You want kids? I’ll satisfy your needs.”

Every author loves their story.Sure, you may get tired of writing it after quite a while, but even so; it was a novel you enjoyed writing before, no?The words you put consideration to, the effort you did research overnight.The thrill to have a reader, the thought of someone enjoyed your work.All of it was something you used to cherish, but you may end up forgetting the joy over small things one day as you move on.Everyone loves their work.But some forget they did.